Sink

“I’m tired of rough.

I’m tired of tough,”

She whispered.

“I  just want to sink into your skin.

To forget where I begin.

I just want to feel

Beautiful.”

*originally published March 2015 @choleintodiamonds*

Soul Light

It’s not like i can’t take being tough.

Or someone being rough.

It’s not like I am so fragile I will break.

It’s just I am getting tired of holding things at arms length.

My senses have grown fatigued

Waiting for a battle that might just be the end of me.

My defenses have laid to rest

From lack of will I guess.

I think I am ready to rest a while.

I would love to wallow in love.

It is all I have been thinking of.

Breathing,

While my heart is beating.

All the while I am healing

Wrapped in a cocoon shielded from the storm

That rages within and without.

Myself invisible to those who come around

With malice in their hearts.

And when I am ready to emerge,

The pain and sadness purged,

Nothing will be able to penetrate

What my soul light

Was able to

Create.

Sink

“I’m tired of rough.

I’m tired of tough,”

She whispered.

“I  want to sink into your skin.

To forget where I begin.

I just want to feel

Beautiful.”